Raven sat beside the large-breasted vampiress; her name was Armina Bruan from what he remembered, so it was rather strange to be called the "Faust" manor.
'I wonder if it's some scam, but the girl working for the DMPA could never be someone too strange. Their checks are extremely detailed.'
Lilith looked happy while eating her meal; it was a mix of pasta and meatballs; for some reason, her meal seemed to be a kid's meal because everyone else was eating a thick, juicy medium rare steak loin with golden mash drizzled with melted minotaur butter, pears, greens and carrots.
He felt they must have studied his diet because the portions were huge for him but small for the others.
'Maybe it's because they are vampires and eat less.' Raven wondered, watching Lilith's soft lips sucking up a long string of pasta with a wet slurp.
